My Guardian Angel wants me to Kill People!

Script 28: Challenge

A few days have passed since Mo, Juzira, and Diana's introductions.

"I've told you this before," said the woman, sitting on top of a balcony inside the abandoned factory, "You're not allowed back into this place, Motza."

The woman had long blonde hair, with a red beret on top of her head. She wore a red uniform from the neighboring all girls school near Silver Leaf. Below her were multiple girls in the same uniform, known as the Red Raiders, which rivaled the Batty Baseball Gang. Unlike bullying and gaining reputation by fighting those who opposed them like the Batty Baseball Gang, the Red Raider set up funds and economic practices within the schools: A trade of illegal items which could make them easy money. This made the Red Raiders a more lucrative gang instead of a more dangerous one.

"C'mon, you're my older sis, Kat," smiled Motza, opening up his arms by the entrance of the factory, "Funny how you guys have a bigger base than the Batty Baseball Gang's gas station. You guys really caught a big one huh?"

"The factory was claimed by us by our purchase," announced Mo, looking at her fingers while leaning to the wall, "It's legal to inhabit this place, unlike those Batty Baseball freaks who just scare people away from that old dusty gas station."

"Didn't the Batty Baseball Gang disassemble after the death of Atticus?" asked Kat curiously, standing up and walking down the stairs leading up to the balcony, "He was pretty weak after all. Guess the rumors about him being strong were untrue."

"Actually, Kat," piped up Mo, "We had false information about the true leader of the Batty Baseball Gang. The real leader is Koneos Zetsu, who is apparently the second shadow leader."

"I already know about the shadow leader of the Batty Baseball Gang," announced Kat hastily, "I just can't believe they managed to replace him with a second one."

"Replace who?"

"The former shadow leader. However, we won't talk about it. For now," mumbled Jat as she turned to Motza, "I'm going to have to ask you to leave, Motza."

"You see, I can't really do that," smiled Motza, who was semi-paying attention to the recent conversation, "I really need a gang and a base with tons of money in order to woo a girl I've been looking at recently."

"Is it Julie again?" asked Kat with a disgusted face, "I told you to leave her alone. At this point, you're just harassing her. Get out, or the girls will deal with you."

"I can't take no for an answer," scoffed Motza, "And they can come at me if they please. I love women."

Kat signaled her hand to attack Motza and beat him senseless. However, when the girls moved they slipped on the ground, unable to get up. Kat was confused and looked at Mo, who was still leaning by the wall. She hadn't moved a muscle, but she was confused at the situation as well.

"Mo, don't move or slip!" warned Kat quickly, "I don't know what's happening, but my brother Motza is friends with a Horyo!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" smiled Motza, his arms once again around him, "It's not that I'm friends with a Horyo! It's that I am a Horyo myself! I've have finally gotten blessed by a Guardian Demon who wishes to wash away my woes and sorrows! I am truly lucky!"

A blue smooth figure emerged from Motza's back. It was glowing bright, where Kat and Motza could see it. It was larger than Motza, and despite its simple appearance, it gave off an intimidating tone.

"You can't escape my divine power, no matter what you do," announced Motza heartily as he put his hands in his pockets, "I call out, Marking Slips!"

"For some reason, Motza has received a gift from a Guardian Demon?" thought Kat before calling out to Mo, "Mo, please use your Red Messiah! Do whatever it takes to stop him! He's seriously out of tune right now!"

"Come on... don't say something so cruel to your sibling," laughed Motza.

"That monster in your closet, that ghost in your attic and the serial killer under your bed aren't real, right? Check again," mumbled Mo as she stayed by the wall, not moving in fear of slipping, "I call out, Red Messiah!"

Red Messiah emerged from Mo's back, rivaling the blue aura that Marking Slips had. Mo extended her arms, planning to use her gift, False Miracle, to send Motza in a reality where he would experience his worst fear. However, Motza looked at Mo directly with a sinister smile.

"You know," finally said Motza, "You're kinda cute."

"What the?" thought Mo as she looked at Motza with a disgusted face, before turning to Red Messiah, "What's happening? Why is False Miracle not working?"

Red Messiah looked at Mo with a nervous tone. He began to move his hands to communicate to Mo in sign language. Mo, panicking, translated it quickly.

He. Has. No. Fear.

"What the?" yelled Mo in shock, "You mean, due to the new gift that he's acquired, he's so confident that he's going to win that he has nothing to fear!? What kind of person—"

Mo was interrupted by her sliding onto the ground. The wall behind her had lost its friction, and she slid right towards Motza. Motza lifted his foot right when Mo was near, then slammed it down onto Mo's stomach. He kept stomping on her with as much friction that he could enact, putting her to unconsciousness and near-death.

"Stop it!" yelled Kat, not wanting any more harm to her gang members, "You want to defeat me right?"

"Yeah, of course," smiled Motza, "Once I take you down, I own the gang after all."

"Lightness, darkness, and everything in between, feast your eyes on what's about to be seen," glared Kat in anger, a Guardian Demon coming out of her back with black and white outlines in a symmetrical pattern, "I call out, Devil's Advocate.

Time to beat your ass."